บท 811: Mutation.

In the eternal night desert.

The darkness was so thick that it was almost tangible, covering countless figures.

Suddenly, the rustling, the howling, the growling ... All the movements suddenly stopped.

It was as if for a brief moment, the entire desert had frozen into a painting.

All the demonic beasts stopped their aimless roars and killing each other and gathered in one direction.

It was the depths of the desert.

The nine stone pillars stood tall and majestic, their peaks reaching into the sky.

Each stone pillar was carved with extremely complicated patterns.